What I'm saying
Needs no ear
The silence there
Just like here
Happy with
The goal obscure
Gargling
The atmosphere
Bring it down!
Blueprints fail
Boat comes home
Without a sail
Up a stream
That never flows
Hear wind
That never blows
All the living
There are dead
There the bleeding
Never bled
Movement is
Impossible
Staying put:
Harder still
Truthful words
Never spoke
One hand clapping
Not a joke
I don't know
Never did
Visions manifest
Or hid
Hope to meet
You all again
Here or there
Who yet remain
Friday, February 17, 2006
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